getting to the heart of the matter and cutting to the quick of things
-a song that moves me to my bones -eyes open(ing) -“Love is not a word you toss around.” -poetry coming back to me -thank You for comfortable conversation -“I want to cry for the future because it’s unknown/But I think God wants to cry for me for all the Love that I don’t see.” You’re beautiful
What's worth saying, what's worth remembering,...
As the Ruin Falls
All this is flashy rhetoric about loving you. I never had a selfless thought since I was born. I am mercenary and self-seeking through and through: I want God, you, all friends, merely to serve my turn. Peace, re-assurance, pleasure, are the goals I seek, I cannot crawl one inch outside my proper skin: I talk of love —a scholar’s parrot may talk Greek— But, self-imprisoned,...
tokyo jihen - japanese, kind of funky, plenty of groove letting up despite great faults - shoegaze, tech-y sounding, reminds me a bit of the postal service, oliver the penguin, discovery’s osaka loop line, that kind of stuff kimbra - great voice. listen to “simply on my lips” or “settle down” eli et papillon - french, soft robot science - digital, chiptunes, i love...
Y (a vegetarian): Something smells like ham.
T: Oh, that's because I used my new ham body wash.
T: JUST KIDDING!
Moderato, presstissimo, andante, allegro, larghetto, largheTTOoo, larGHETTO.– V
anchors in reverse lead us back to birth
A Sunday Afternoon - Claire de Lune swirling in the air, a breeze blowing against my feet, metal/rock blasting from another direction, the white noise of some roadway far away above everything